"Who is Zheng Laosan?" Zhonghua was a little confused. He had not been here for a long time and had not fully understood the complex forces in the officialdom, let alone people in society.

"It's Secretary Zheng's third son." Xie Hongju said in a low voice.

After saying that, the room suddenly fell into silence, but at this time the situation outside changed. A very charming little girl emerged from the BMW car, crying and pulling Zheng Laosan and not letting go.

Zheng Laosan suddenly became angry and walked to the Santana car door staggeringly, tugging with his feet at the deformed Santana car door, and cursing. The traffic police had already arrived at this time, but Zheng Laosan seemed to not buy it. He grabbed the traffic police's collar and said something cursingly.

"It's so incredible," Li Derong said. He looked back at Xie Hongju: "Xiao Xie, do you know this Zheng Lao San?"

"Well, I've had dinner together before." Xie Hongju secretly called something wrong. Now the boss wants to come forward and deal with it himself. There is really no need for such a thing to happen.

Li Derong didn't want his secretary to come forward, but seeing Zhonghua's face getting darker and darker, but he never said a word. Li Derong knew that this was asking for his attitude, and he was drinking and talking about it just now. If such a thing happened, and if he was facing Zheng Mingtang's son, if he had to pretend to be deaf and dumb, then the fragile relationship he had just established might collapse instantly, because if he didn't even have this responsibility, how could Zhonghua believe that Li Derong would speak for the government at the future Standing Committee meeting?

"You go and persuade me. This is on the street, so many people are around me." Li Derong's face was also ugly.

"Okay, I'll go down and take a look, but this Zheng Laosan is a famous person who is not stingy." Xie Hongju is not a fool either. When he saw the boss in a dilemma, he knew that the boss was helpless, so he gave the leader a vaccination first.

Li Derong nodded and said nothing. Whether the traffic police were there was a good deal, it had nothing to do with Xie Hongju. He just wanted to give Zhonghua an attitude, that is, I, Li Derong, will stand on your Zhonghua's side. Although I don't have any extravagant desire to make progress, it is still possible to get some benefits for myself and my family in this leisurely life as the director of the National People's Congress.

Zhonghua looked out the window and looked back at Ding Changsheng.

"Leader, I'll go down and have a look," Ding Changsheng said virtuously.

Isn’t this Zhonghua’s attitude towards Li Derong? It means that I won’t let you take care of the matter alone. Zhonghua still has this responsibility.

"Don't the hell do you want to do it? Take this guy out and compensate me for the car, otherwise the matter will not be over." Zheng Laosan grabbed the traffic police's collar with one hand, waved his fists, smelled drunk, and staggered, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Let go first, Master San, there are many people here, not a place to speak, you can let go first, otherwise I can't do it." When Ding Changsheng just walked to the side, he heard the traffic police begging in a low voice.

Ding Changsheng followed Xie Hongqiao closely, and the two couldn't help but look at each other. It seemed that the traffic police knew Zheng Laosan. It was no wonder that Zheng Laosan was a famous person in Haiyang County. He often mingled with a group of people in the county. Everyone knew that he was Zheng Mingtang's son, so he became the leader of the underground forces in Haiyang County.

Ding Changsheng quietly turned on the camera function of his mobile phone and aimed at the traffic police and Zheng Laosan.

"I don't care, fuck you, hurry up and get this grandson out. I have to beat him and compensate me for the car." Zheng Laosan was stubborn and held the traffic police's collar tightly. Xie Hongju looked at it and stepped forward to persuade him.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng, let go first. I am Xie Hongju. We have eaten together. Do you still know me?" Xie Hongju walked to the two of them, looked at Zheng Laosan's breathing, and stepped forward to persuade him.

Zheng Laosan looked up at Xie Hongju and smiled treacherously: "Brother Zheng? Who the hell are you? Are you qualified to call me Brother Zheng? Call me Master San. Who doesn't call me Master San in Haiyang County? Call me Brother Zheng, which damn onion are you?"

Xie Hongju's words caused a fucking hornet's nest. Zheng Laosan suddenly let go of the traffic police and then grabbed Xie Hongju again, and he still grabbed his hair. Xie Hongju felt a piercing pain, and Ding Changsheng was stunned. Now he was dissuading the fight and became a victim.

"San Master, let go, third Master, please let go?" Xie Hongju also knew that he could not reason with such a person, so he could only give in first, but Zheng Lao San did not finish it. He reached out and slapped Xie Hongju hard on the head. Ding Changsheng saw that this would not work and had to pull it apart, otherwise Xie Hongju's hair would not only be pulled, but his head would also be beaten into a pig's head.

But there was no way to persuade Zheng Laosan to grab his hair. Ding Changsheng had already seen blood oozing out from the root of Xie Hongju's hair, and he couldn't help but be furious. He walked around behind Zheng Laosan, grabbed Zheng Laosan's hair, jumped up and pulled Zheng Laosan to the ground. Zheng Laosan was suddenly attacked. In the pain, he grabbed Xie Hongju's hair tighter, but instead pulled Xie Hongju's hair aside.

Ding Changsheng didn't finish it. He let go of Zheng Laosan's hair, stood up and helped Xie Hongjue up. At this time, Zheng Laosan only came back to his taste and hugged Ding Changsheng's legs. Ding Changsheng wanted to pull it out, but he didn't know that Zheng Laosan is a dog, so he opened his mouth and bit Ding Changsheng's legs. Although it was winter and he was wearing thicker clothes, he really bit the meat.
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